Blooming Where I'm Planted?

I have lived in Harlem, Brooklyn, Bronx, Savannah, Los Angeles, New York again, Indiana, Ohio, Germany, North CArolina, Panama, North Carolina again, and Georgia again. Like my late Grandpa Wallace I found myself constantly moving, changing. As I begin my life as a blogger, I am searching for my niche, my theme, my key words, my place in the world. It's more difficult than I'd thought and no wonder, look at how many times I have tried to make a home for myself in new places, boring places, exotic places, old places, sweet places, mean places, dangerous places.

When I was being interviewed for a doctoral program the professor said that I had a wide range of careers. I went into the meeting , proud to have the opportunity to share with enthusiasm how cool I was to have made so many successful transitions. I'm flexible, I'm adaptable I thought,  but quickly I read the professor's facial expression to mean, something all together different, something not so enthusiastic. I think I see some common thread but I'm not quite sure what I'm seeing, he said. At that moment I as mortified. Had I been fooling myself for what is probably have of my life that change, and lots of it, was in fact more a sign of discontent and uncertainty than the other cool attributes I had hoped would be clear to anyone?

For the first time in a long time, I had to take a couple of steps back. I had to decide, had I been blooming or running? Was I a mere opportunist or making very strategic, intelligent choices that enhanced my life and my family's life for the better?

As I develop my key words, find my niche in this blogging world, for sure one of the themes that I see emerging, is that I have had a life, that's constantly changed. With each change came a quest for community, another key word. Ah,  it's becoming more and more clear!

Peace, Over Out

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